may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living whatever they sing is better than to know and if men should not hear them men are old...— E.E. Cummings

It's wet and dark out today...the perfect kind of day to light some candles, turn on the music, and work on few polymer clay flowers. But if you're a certain little determined bird named Ginger, it's the perfect kind of day to try to get into things you're not suppose to...and then snuggle next to a warm, fuzzy sweater.

Of course, even if you're not a certain little determined bird named Ginger, this is also the perfect kind of day for just about anything!

Dear One, I've just recently found your blog and I love everything about it. Please do share your muffin recipes and also the mantle redo. I love the quotes and the sweet way you share your life. "May God bless you and keep you" Numbers6:24

HOW cute! We have had several cockatiels. Our Gracie, looks the most like your Ginger. She "helped" me with my crafts by poking holes in things with her beak.She isn't with us anymore, but sometimes I can still her her singing when it's real quiet...